we need an american girl doll that plotted the downfall of her former boss by making him look like a coke addict

good dynamic: character who’s too deeply rooted to a fault + character who’s never been able to form roots anywhere before

yeahyeaheyaheyeahyeahyeahyeah

ok everyone else shut up this is the only one that matters

the father the son and the holy spirit

My favorite sex position is any of them. I’m just glad to be involved

This machine kills AI

This is the most satisfying story I've read in a long time

this is the funniest fucking thing ive ever read

the late evening in the Sanctum Sanctorum

I’m

The youth are lost

Not in a million years would I have ever thought of this

thank goodness for the explanation I NEVER would have thought of that

I had heard the song but I had never seen the music video 😭😅

thank goodness for the

explanation I NEVER

would have thought of that

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Commission of a friend's pz character, Darter

Me and friends have yet again!- been yapping about a Zombie au, currently in the heat of my Cicerel fixation so im full force making him a mortician in a land of zombies >:) Stemming from his work as a necromancer in his canon obvi >:))))) i jiggle him around furiously

artists fuck better because we turn sex into art, masterpieces, mattresses become canvases where we can paint our love to someone with bodies.

its like, impossible to come up with anything funnier than the experience of seeing this post

pharoahs fuck better because they ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh put the pussy in a scarmophogoghs

"There is an impulse in moments like this to appeal to self-interest. To say: These horrors you are allowing to happen, they will come to your doorstep one day; to repeat the famous phrase about who they came for first and who they'll come for next. But this appeal cannot, in matter of fact, work. If the people well served by a system that condones such butchery ever truly believed the same butchery could one day be inflicted on them, they'd tear the system down tomorrow. And anyway, by the time such a thing happens, the rest of us will already be dead.

"No, there is no terrible thing coming for you in some distant future, but know that a terrible thing is happening to you now. You are being asked to kill off a part of you that would otherwise scream in opposition to injustice. You are being asked to dismantle the machinery of a functioning conscience. Who cares if diplomatic expediency prefers you shrug away the sight of dismembered children? Who cares if great distance from the bloodstained middle allows obliviousness. Forget pity, forget even the dead if you must, but at least fight against the theft of your soul."

i want to masturbate but i cant afford the name brand stuff so im always jakeing off and busting a rut and shit

such base indulgences are beneath me

now if youll excuse me. back to meating off.

i dont care if mondays rife,tuesday qednesday full of strife, thursday fuck my baka life, its friday im in sucks

happy thursday fuck my baka life, thank you for this post op i had this stuck in my head for days so i embroidered it

i might attach it to a magnet to go on my fridge lol

your life is not an optimization problem

as in you'll never achieve the perfect daily routine, sleep schedule, coping mechanisms, mannerisms, fashion sense etc. even after years and years of healing and improvement and self-discovery. you will never be so good at life that you manage to utilize every waking moment. its great to be productive and all but sometimes you'll suck ass. sometimes you'll take eight hours to be done with a twenty minute job. you'll prioritize the wrong thing. you'll sleep for 12 hrs just to avoid being awake. you'll relapse. and you'll relapse again. you'll forget to turn in the assignment. you'll order too little food. life is far too large and complex for you to even experience it completely, much less try to make sense of and control it. you can't. please give up on that and be at peace with the hours you lose. they are not separate from your life.

jean-yves moreau is the Character of all time. he’s bisexual. he’s french. he hates being social. he refuses to go anywhere alone. “chances of them knowing french?” “none. they’re american.” he doesn’t know how to make friends. he almost broke someone’s neck for his self declared partner. on the topic of said partner jean stood between his legs with his shirt half unbuttoned “platonically”. he hates english and he’s right. “a single word is seldom rude enough to make a point.” he’s canonically called someone a half-baked baguette. he owns two shirts and they’re both black. “your apologies are as useful as perfume on a frog.” he hasn’t seen a microwave in years. he doesn’t celebrate national holidays. absolutely classic.

i don’t even like sports